Nobody Said Life Was Going to be Easy. And I, Should Have Known Better

8: True Feelings

I woke up the next morning from a surprisingly dreamless night despite the recent news about my biological parents. Yawning I cautiously sat up and attempted to put weight on my legs, as if they would suddenly collapse. After the news of my parents I am not so sure about anything anymore. There was a soft knock at my door.

"Anna are you awake?"

Mrs. Jones's soft voice on the other side.

"Yes I am, just feeling unsure. You can come in if you want."

She opened the door and stepped inside.

"How are you feeling, dear?"

All of a sudden I felt a familiar prickle of tears at my eyes and suddenly burst into sobs.

"Oh, honey!"

Mrs. Jones wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close comfortingly.

"I don't even know why I'm crying..." I blubbered.

"Shh, you're probably just in shock."

I wiped my eyes hastily.

"You can stay home from school, if you wish, I can call you in."

"That sounds w-wonderful but, but I can't. I have to finish my art project."

"Okay dear. How about I give you a ride then, it's already 6:25, the buss will be here any moment."

"Thanks" I attempted a smile.

She smiled back and tucked some hair behind my ear; before getting up to leave.

"Get ready, take your time and meet me downstairs."

I nodded as she walked out, shutting my door behind her. I sighed and stood up to look for something to wear. I put my hair into a pony and tried to put make-up on to conceal my grief. (This is what she wore http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=30448018). It was no use, I pulled myt bag over my shoulder and trudged downstairs. Mrs. Jones had her shoes on already and keys in her hand. She had Guinevere on her hip and we piled into the car with the toddler safely strapped in. I noticed whe went in the opposite direction of my school.

"Uh, Mrs. Jones, where are we going?"

She gave me a sideways glance.

"Secret" She smirked, looking ahead now. I watched as the scenery changed. She pulled into the iHop in town. iHop? OMG my favorite!

"iHop?!"

"Yep! You'll be late but I'll write you an excuse.

"Oh my god! I love you!"

"I love you too" she chuckled.

I felt slightly better.

By the time I got to school, art was half-way over as I sat down next to Todd.

"Where have you been?" He smirked but when he looked at my face it suddenly dropped. I looked away. Do I really look that bad? I glanced at him again to see that he was still looking at me with concerend eyes before he reverted his gaze; clearing his throat. For some reason I felt as if I would cry again and looked down. This day is going to be miserable. I felt a hand on my shoulder to see Todd looking at me again.

"Annalise, what's wrong?"

I tightly closed my eyes, banning the tears to escape.

"Nothing, I'm fine...just...fine." I squeaked not meeting his gaze. Jeez, one minute he hates me, the next , he's trying to make me feel better.

"I just have had a rough day." I murmured, blushing slightly from the contact.

"Aww, what's the matter, is someone throwing another hissy fit?"

I look up to see Craig standing over me. I stand up without even thinking and lifted my fist.

"Annalise!" Mrs. Juneon screeched. I grabbed my bag and stormed out of the room, the last thing I heard was the teacher's voice screeching again, before the only sound I heard was my footsteps echoing in the hall. I didn't want to be here anymore. I sneaked down the staircase that led tot he back of the school. Thankfully there wasn't anyone around.